[Her mother hasn't responded to one of her texts in the past however many years, why would she respond to this one? But it still makes that looming weight of a wedding sink even further.]
And it's not your fault. I wasn't talking about it because I didn't want to talk about it.
[Because she didn't want to trample over what he wanted for his wedding, because it's not just about her.]
[She lets him pull her in and takes a deep breath as she rests her forehead against his shoulder.]
I hoped that by the time we actually got around to it, I would be so happy that the empty seats in the front wouldn't matter. Or that I would eventually reach the point where I would make a decision on whether or not to even bother inviting them. And I just ... haven't been there yet.
[Which is the majority of the reason why she's been stalling.]
My dad and my sister, I could probably take or leave. Dad would want to make the wedding all about him and my sister would probably try to ruin it in revenge for vampires crashing her cotilion. But ... I was really hoping my mom would at least congratulate me.
[And there's been crickets.]
But I do love you and I want you to have what you want so I've been trying to get past this. I really have.
You don't have to. We're not the same person. We don't have to want the same things. But, we do have to talk. Much as I like when we ( he nudges her nose with his. ) don't.
( get it? )
We don't have to rush anything. But, we do have to talk about it if I take this post, okay?
( and then... they don't before Thanksgiving, oops. )
We will. When your mother is not around threatening to eavesdrop.
[She loves her, so she says that with the gentlest amount of love.]
And for what it's worth, I think you should take it. We'll have to see how the rest of the council feels about me, but I think you're the best option Cami has.
Like she didn't order enough for the entire block.
( He feels... better enough. But he needs her to say more. And to compromise. Or at least ... get him to understand everything better. Something. He backs off. He doesn't want her sad or hurt.
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[Her mother hasn't responded to one of her texts in the past however many years, why would she respond to this one? But it still makes that looming weight of a wedding sink even further.]
And it's not your fault. I wasn't talking about it because I didn't want to talk about it.
[Because she didn't want to trample over what he wanted for his wedding, because it's not just about her.]
I just thought we'd have more time.
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( He would've listened.
He comes forward, snaking an arm around her and drawing her closer. )
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I hoped that by the time we actually got around to it, I would be so happy that the empty seats in the front wouldn't matter. Or that I would eventually reach the point where I would make a decision on whether or not to even bother inviting them. And I just ... haven't been there yet.
[Which is the majority of the reason why she's been stalling.]
My dad and my sister, I could probably take or leave. Dad would want to make the wedding all about him and my sister would probably try to ruin it in revenge for vampires crashing her cotilion. But ... I was really hoping my mom would at least congratulate me.
[And there's been crickets.]
But I do love you and I want you to have what you want so I've been trying to get past this. I really have.
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( He holds her, not separating. Just letting her be. She fits perfectly against him. She always has. )
I just wished you said something. I can't help if you keep it all in. And I'm gonna sound like a right arse if I keep going on about our big day,
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[She lifts her head to look at him directly with a small smile.]
And I loved how excited you were, even if I didn't quite know how to match it.
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( get it? )
We don't have to rush anything. But, we do have to talk about it if I take this post, okay?
( and then... they don't before Thanksgiving, oops. )
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We will. When your mother is not around threatening to eavesdrop.
[She loves her, so she says that with the gentlest amount of love.]
And for what it's worth, I think you should take it. We'll have to see how the rest of the council feels about me, but I think you're the best option Cami has.
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( This will be complicated.
He kisses her forehead, looks behind them and then leans in close, speaking low in her ear. )
I love you, you idiot.
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[She closes her eyes at the forehead kiss and nods.]
And I'm sorry.
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( He stops. )
Ma, we'll be in for dessert. Shoo.
( A door slams, something (someone) scampers. Suddenly, many male voices. He shakes his head and steps back. )
We'll figure it all out, okay?
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[She never doubted that for a moment. And she wasn't lying when she says there's nothing she wants more more than the life that comes after.]
C'mon. Let's go have dessert before your brothers eat it all without us.
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( He feels... better enough. But he needs her to say more. And to compromise. Or at least ... get him to understand everything better. Something. He backs off. He doesn't want her sad or hurt.
And he is so mad at her family all over again. )